Elli was calm as she curled around her ever growing stomach. They would be coming any day now and that made her nervous, even a bit scared about it. What was she going to be? Was she going to be a good mother or a terrible one? She hoped it was the former of the two but she could never know. So it was there that she curled up, sleeping peacefully in a decent sized den that had been designated for her by herself for when it came time to deliver the little fuzzballs. Her eyes were closed as she dreamed and imagined what they would look like. Would she have daughters or sons? Perhaps she would have a mix of both? Either way, the nerves and excitement were starting to get to her and that was definitely not a bad thing.

Everything needed to be perfect. Ritsuka had given the task of choosing the densite to his love, and then, with it decided, he would dig out the den. Once he felt everything was satisfactory Ritsuka set about setting up scent markers around the territory of their den, and when not busy patrolling the brute was either fetching something for Elli or snuggling close to her. He could feel their little bodies kicking inside her belly from time time, and the father to be wondered how many there would be. Their genders... their looks. The man would be absolutely tickled no matter what the little ones looked like he knew. They would be his children, his children with Elli. They were destined to be great, though they didn't know it yet.

But greatness was not all written in the ranks of a pack. Ritsuka knew all too well different paths could be chosen by each child. But that was more than fine. The man wanted them to be safe, to be happy. Just like any other normal parent would. He would breathe out, head on his paws, curled up next to Elli as both slumbered. It would be Suka who awoke first, a yawn leaving his lips, and head would adjust just so he could look at her sleeping face. A smile touched his lips, and for the longest time he just lay there, thinking of how perfect his life had become.

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